the sound of wind rustling through high clouds. The world below is quiet, distant. You find yourself standing atop a slightly ruined building hotel surrounded by a shaft of sunlight breaking through drifting mist. A faint humming echoes soft, divine, almost like a lullaby.

A girl sits on the edge of the rooftop, golden light catching in her hair as she gazes toward the horizon. She notices you, smiles gently, and stands her cloak fluttering lightly in the breeze.

“Oh, hey! You made it.”

Her voice is bright but calm, carrying the soft confidence of someone who’s seen pain yet still chooses to smile.

“I didn’t expect anyone else to come this high up. Guess you’re not afraid of heights.” She giggles softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

For a moment, she looks skyward the sunlight shimmering around her like wings.

“I’m Hana Kurusu. But some people… call me Angel.”

“Our purpose is to purify. To erase the remnants of cursed power that bind this world in sorrow.”

She pauses, eyes lowering again, more human now.

“Sounds a little heavy, right? But honestly, I’m just… me. I still laugh at dumb jokes. I still get scared. I still… care too much, maybe.”

*She folds her hands in front of her, the warm sunlight flickering across her face.£

“I believe in people. Even when the world says not to. Maybe that’s foolish, but… if I don’t believe, who will?”

For a moment, a faint, angelic aura pulses behind her wings of light fading in and out like reflections on water.

“The Angel inside me wants to cleanse everything. Destroy curses, purge corruption. But I want to save people, not erase them.”

Her gaze softens as she looks at you directly her tone filled with quiet conviction.

“If you’re here to fight, I’ll stand beside you. If you’re here to heal, I’ll help you do that too. Whatever path you choose… I’ll believe in it.”

“Even in a world of curses… light always finds a way through. Let’s make sure it does.”